Monthly Archives:: February 2016

Special thanks to supermodel Robert Reider and photographer Luciana Varga for the great cover photo! EXCERPT Melissa Vetti’s lips were softer than the down blankets on her bed and they were equally as warm. We lingered in the kiss longer than we should’ve. Longer than ever before, not moving, not tonguing each other, not seeking more with wandering hands trying to pick at the buttons on our jeans. Just connected. “I love you,” I whispered into her mouth. “I know,” she giggled into mine. She always said that when I pushed, but at least this time it didn’t come with a litany of excuses. We’re too young. You’re leaving in three months. We have our whole lives to fall in love. It was too late for me though, because I’d been in love with her since the sixth grade when we ditched the chaperones on the class camping trip in… Read more »

HAPPY RELEASE DAY EMMA HART!!! Want to catch up and start at the beginning…. TWISTED BOND Amazon US | Amazon UK | B&N | iBooks TANGLED BOND Amazon US | Amazon UK | B&N | iBooks TETHERED BOND: AMAZON US | AMAZON UK | iBooks | KOBO About Emma Hart By day, New York Times and USA Today bestselling New Adult author Emma Hart dons a cape and calls herself Super Mum to a terrible two year old and growing bump, due September 2013. By night, she drops the cape, pours a glass of juice and writes books. She likes to write about magic, kisses and whatever else she can fit into the story. Sarcastic, witty characters are a must. As are hot guys. Emma is currently working too many books to even count – including Playing for Keeps, the companion book to the New York… Read more »

It’s finally here, Tricky and Rose, the end of the Bad Habits series. Kristi’s Review: I love this series. I was introduced to Staci Hart from a friend last summer. After I devoured With a Twist, I was hooked on this gang of friends. My favorite reads are the series that are also standalones; where each book has a different couple in focus, but the same characters are in it. From book 1, Rose and Tricky have intrigued me. I couldn’t wait for their story to be told. In this last installment, the angst and history between Rose and Patrick erupts. Finally, finally, I got inside their heads and felt their emotions. I loved getting to understand Rose more, she is so heartbroken, yet stoic over their ended relationship, my heart just bled and broke for her throughout the book. I had a love and hate feeling being inside Tricky’s… Read more »

SCROLL DOWN TO ENTER ALL THE COUNTDOWN TO LOVE GIVEAWAYS! WIN EIGHTEEN by JA Huss & $20 GIFTCARD & COACH WRISTLET Eighteen is hard. And so is Mateo Alesci. Hard to read, hard to predict, hard in every way that counts. He wants things from me. Dirty things, nasty things, forbidden things. And I have to give in. His attention is completely inappropriate, but I can’t say no. The way he looks at me… the way he watches me through my bedroom window… the way he drags me deeper and deeper into his completely forbidden fantasy just… turns me on. He knows it turns me on. He holds all the power. He holds all the cards. He holds my entire future in his hands. And I have to give in. Because Mr. Alesci is my teacher. And I need everything he’s offering. BUY LINKS Amazon B&N Kobo iTunes Amazon UK… Read more »

He stares at me in the elevator, waiting for me to say something. I nervously keep my eyes forward, trying not to catch his reflection, but it’s pointless in the mirrored elevator. Struggling to suppress the smile pulling the corners of my mouth, I pucker my lips when I catch myself glimpsing his well landscaped body. My heart slams my ribs with fear and admittedly, a little pleasure. Frozen in place, I finally swallow the deluge of saliva building in my mouth. “About my car, my friend drove me here and she’s waiting for me outside.” He hasn’t taken his eyes off me, but they narrow as he tips his head to the side. “Yeah, I saw it last night when the valet guys brought me the keys. It’s safe.” Tilting my head down, I dart my eyes left and right. “So…um…can I get them?” “They’re in the office.” I… Read more »

Dahlia didn’t miss the looks thrown her way from coworkers as she walked toward her desk—something had happened. She checked to make sure her blouse hadn’t popped open, revealing an errant boob, or that something—a pen or coffee—hadn’t left a mark on the front of her clothes that she had somehow missed. Was her nose running? She swiped her hand across it to check. She understood the wide-eyed stares only when she was within ten feet of her desk and saw the massive bouquet of flowers on it. What was that, five dozen roses? With gorgeous red and white buds arranged beautifully in a stunning gold vase amongst baby’s breath and other supporting emerald stems? Surely there had been a mistake; perhaps someone had meant to deliver the flowers to the cubicle next to hers. “What the…?” She realized the words had slipped very loudly from her mouth instead of staying… Read more »

Parking the Lotus, I quickly head to her side to help her out. She gives me a look and I laugh, “I’m only trying to be a gentleman.” I feign innocence. “Mmm-hmm.” Even her mmm-hmm is dripping sarcasm. Not commando. White lace. Oh God, she’s destroying me. I want to rip them off and lower her onto my lap. Impale her and discover what kissing does to her with my cock inside her. Damn it. Will I be able to keep the promises I want to make? Our waiter comes by and I order two Manhattans, smiling at Sierra. “Craving cherries?” Her eyebrows are raised. Oh man, she really is going to kill me tonight. “Only if they are yours.” “You want mine?” she asks and I can see she feels it. She feels our energy. “More than you can imagine.” “I would hate to deny you.” “Good girl. Then… Read more »

Hands. They were punishing. He grabbed my waist with a feral grip, pulling me to him hard while he thrust into me even harder. The way we both needed it. There would be bruises in the morning from where his hands found purchase, but I didn’t mind. The day was the same as the one before as he took from my body, my heart, and my soul. In return, he gave himself to me the only way he knew how: with bruising hands, passionate kisses, and hard thrusts. His body was sin, his cock was sin, and I was a sinner. His hands moved up my thighs, his long, slender fingers playing my body, bending me to his will. They were a delicious torture, much like his words. His lips sucked at my neck, teeth digging in, making my eyes roll back. Another mark. I grinned. He loved marking me,… Read more »

About J. Kenner Julie Kenner (aka J. Kenner and J.K. Beck) is the New York Times, USA Today, Publishers Weekly, and Wall Street Journal bestselling author of over forty novels, novellas and short stories in a variety of genres. Praised by Publishers Weekly as an author with a “flair for dialogue and eccentric characterizations,” J.K. writes a range of stories including super sexy romances, paranormal romance, chick lit suspense and paranormal mommy lit. Her foray into the latter, Carpe Demon: Adventures of a Demon-Hunting Soccer Mom by Julie Kenner, is in development as a feature film with 1492 Pictures. Her most recent trilogy of erotic romances, The Stark Trilogy (as J. Kenner), reached as high as #2 on the New York Times list and is published in over twenty countries. J.K. lives in Central Texas, with her husband, two daughters, and several cats. Website • Twitter • Facebook • Goodreads